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Gettin' Closer to God

Krumb Snatcha Mobsters

Snatcha Season, Vol. 1

1998

an experience of gettin' closer to God

(Come on)
Since the day I was young I had premonitions of an ending to come
Behind the barrel of the next man's gun

wit the sharks and flick the leeches off
(We got a)
Man down nigga think he found his niche
I bet this shit don't
Pan out sweetie where yo train

do, they gon' fuckin' back out
Let me tell you
When I get on top of the game
I ain't never comin' back down
I'm 'bout to show you what terror is
Real

the rhymes like mine
Got my hands to the plow, got to grind 'til I shine, uh
I started rapping when I didn't have convictions
I was a youngin chasing after my

vapors
Smell the exhaust hope they choke on my fumes
Shut down the trap when its inopportune when you talk being broke nigga I am immune
All my niggaz get

pops I bet he had a beeper
(Beeper)
When you see me 
(See me — see me)
Then you better speak up
In my pockets keep 
Them Franklins like Aretha Aretha
(I

finesse, come to collect
Any offense, we break down
Born in 97, to a single mother
20 years in and we run that
Push a T to make it personal
Underdog

why would I pick a boo
When every bitch turn a freak for me
I wake up to deities giving me brain
And I don't need a coin for this game
I'm just

hanging by a thread
By a wish upon a star
That the road that I've been forced on
Doesn't go too far

Just far enough to get me
Past each day as it

Betta watch yo back
Dont keep to many around you
Same ones say its love dey a down yu
They see yu sinkin knee deep dan try to drown yu
Dey a neva

just hope he don’t despise my ways

Can feel the blues when the skies are gray, ignore the chatter

I just walk on by like I’m Issac Hayes

Hook

Many

death upon the fucking mob
Down the street with all the slobs
You wanna kill me then come and finish the job
Bitch

but I love the way you try
And I love it when we vibe, but I got money on my mind
I got money in my head, but we still gonna be outside
I'll never work

still cunt, still cuntalicious
And when she shake it boys get vicious
The realest dolls, the MH vision
Come check it out, bitch you've been ended
Knock

And it’s no one to talk to
So I gotta write you
Man They all show me love when I come around (come around)
But as I’m gone they all put me down (put me down

kissed me with her tongue
That shit was disgusting right after my mouth went numb
And I
I know it was pure because I served it how it come
But then it got

his wass and He couldn't see why
That I'm cutting them off and I push them aside
I cannot rush And I'm taking my time and it's nothing but LA
When I'm

Lazyee slipped up hope he come back on appeal
Won't pull a 6ix9ine know my brother won't squeal
Commissary in advance they ain't missing not a meal
Taking

I'm done with the shit niggas talking
Heartless he fucked up I hope that they caught him
Line rung ring ring I found my calling
I ain't in the trap

dat be knockin' at the do'
Glass rattling, let's let him in
Cut the gas, 'cause I think He made of flames
Ain't it flashy
It's litty, move through

snore

Allat pain I seen it turned to me to picasso they watching me come up trynna fill me w some hollows 
I had to grind to get what I got ion kick it w

n**** try to snake you
All dome shots no patron shots
When I say you gon take 2
When them goons up gon swarm on you
Won’t hawk you down wont chase you

come from
Ain't never seen your type before
Don't wanna crash again so I'm not going back down this road
That's a distraction anyways
I'm just tryna get

Morgan
When it come to the money I’m hoarding that’s all I chase JP Morgan
I got a bag now pussy boy better back down
Fuck niggas wanna act out better hope